Yu Wenlie was shocked and said sympathetically: "What happened to the old senior is indeed..."
"I don't need anyone else's pity!"
"This junior is sincere in his words. We will try our best to find Yang Liqing as soon as possible and ask her to come and end it in person..."
"My dear, I appreciate your kindness, let's go!"
"This junior takes my leave!" After saying that, he gave a salute and turned around...
"Wait a minute..."
"Old senior, do you have any other instructions?"
"My time is approaching. It seems that I have no hope of repaying him in this life, but I can't let him be overwhelmed by this magical power!"
"What do you mean by old timer?"
"Pass it to you!"
"Thank you, junior!"
"Baby, unconditionally."
"Junior said that no merit will be rewarded without reward!"
"Remember, when you found that bitch Yang Liqing, you said that my husband wished he could kill her himself. He died with hatred. He could see her being killed and his words were so cruel.
Zi Wenlie almost wanted to blurt out and agree to kill her, but the master's death stopped his impulse. How could he kill a woman for whom the master felt guilty during his lifetime? After thinking about it for a few times, he said: "Junior I vow to convey this message to my seniors!”
"If she asks who I am, Guizhou Province will tell you that he was the one who cut off both feet of the Goddess Peak twenty years ago!"
‘Junior took note of it! "
"Okay, come closer!"
"Old senior has something to say..."
"I want to pass on all the nine ninja magic skills to you!"
Instead, Yu Wenlie took a step back and said flatly: "This junior will not accept it!"
"The husband will not change his word!"
"The same goes for juniors!"
"It's not up to you!" When the words came, Yu Wenlie felt his arms tighten. He didn't even have room to change his mind, so he was grabbed firmly by the strange old man. With a light body, he was brought to the stone couch.
Yu Wenlie couldn't free himself, and pressed a palm on the "Baihui" acupuncture point.
"Sit down!" Yuwen Lie was forced to sit in front of the bed with a strong force.
"To teach Qigong, you must be willing to do so, how can you force it?"
"I don't care about this, now pay attention to the instructions!"
"Can't do it!"
"Listen, the wood of the Eastern Soul. The gold of the Western Spirit, the fire of the Southern Spirit, the soil of the Northern Spirit..."
"Junior will not accept it!"
"...Hide your eyes, concentrate on your ears, adjust your nose and breath, keep your tongue quiet, and rush from the belt..."
It's strange that the old man kept talking to himself.
Yuwen Lie was so angry that he deliberately refused to listen to him.
"Baby, I say it again, be careful. If you are wrong even a little bit, the Qi goes astray, the blood goes astray, it is your own fault if I die. Your life seems not worth it, the Eastern Soul Tree..."
Yu Wenlie was shocked. Of course, he was unwilling to lose his life in this situation...
After the strange old man repeated the formula, his palms trembled slightly, and a stream of heat rushed in from his own "Baihui".
Yu Wenlie knew how powerful it was. It was a matter of life and death. If he didn't obey, it would be impossible. Under the impact of the huge current, Yu Wenlie soon lost consciousness.
The cave was as quiet as death, only the old man's heavy breathing could be heard. It was dark and light.
The old man's breathing stopped at some point, and his palm slipped from Yu Wenlie's head.
Yu Wenlie regained his consciousness, but felt that his body was about to fly into the air. The evil turbidity subsided, the clear spirit was flowing freely, and the golden water was full, pouring into the bones of the western limbs. He was stunned by this feeling. This was the highest state in a martial arts practitioner's mind, and he reached it easily. Then follow the strange old man's instructions to raise your Qi and perform the exercises, and your mind, energy, and spirit will become completely unified.
He jumped up, and at the same time, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded in his ears.
"Bang!" The strange old man fell from the stone bed to the ground.
Yu Wenlie's liver and gallbladder were all cold, and when he looked into it with his hand, he immediately became paralyzed.
The old man died. In order to prevent the magic power from being lost, he voluntarily gave up his desire to never forget it for decades and passed the magic power to Yu Wenlie in vain. I believe that he was determined to die in peace. What he never forgot was to kill Yang Liqing. However, fate plays tricks on people and the magic power is practiced. It's done, and life is coming to an end.
If he hadn't met Yu Wenlie, the old man's magical power would disappear with the death of his life.
If Yu Wenlie did not abide by his master's will, he would not refuse the old man's request.
However, there is no power that can reverse the established fact. The old man died in tears.
Yuwen Lie shed two drops of heroic tears. Was it guilt? Is it mercy? Is it touching?
Or regret...
For a long time, he smiled, a cold, sad smile with a strong sense of mockery.
He laughed at the wonderful arrangements of Fate, bordering on cruelty. His mentor Tiexin Shura asked him to convey his guilt and debt to Yang Liqing. It's strange that the old man forced him to teach the magic power, but he wanted him to kill Yang Liqing. Two extreme wishes fell on him coincidentally.
He felt infinite guilt for the deceased. He could not fulfill his wish because he could not attack Yang Liqing. If what the strange old man said were all true, then this woman Yang Liqing was indeed worthy of her death, but the master was cold-hearted and easily immobile. What debt could he owe to such a perverted woman? This is really puzzling.
He buried the old man and bowed three times in front of the grave. Then, with a worried heart, he walked out of the valley. As soon as they came out of the valley, a figure flashed in front of them, and two monks in gray blocked the way. Before Yuwen Lie arrived in Weiren Valley, he had been informed by Bai Leiling, a woman in green, and knew that many people in the world had followed him to the Tiantai Mountains. Therefore, he was not surprised to see these two monks suddenly appear. At that moment, Xiang Xiang glanced at the other party and said in a cold voice: "What do you two masters have to say?"
One of them said gloomily: "Are you Yu Wenlie?"
"good!"
"My senior fellow apprentice is called the Lingyin Double Monk by his friends in the world!"
"Well, how's it going?"
"Be prepared to borrow something from the donor!"
"what?"
"The key to the forbidden palace!"
Yu Wenlie snorted coldly, with a murderous intent on his face, and said disdainfully: "Yes, the thing is with me, but..."
The two Lingyin monks looked at each other and still said, "But what?"
"You two are not worthy of borrowing money!"
The expressions of the two monks suddenly changed, and the other one said with a sinister tone: "Donor Yuwen, brothers and sisters of the poor monks look up to the heavens for their good virtues and eliminate disasters invisible. Please hand over the benefactor quickly to avoid falling into the hands of Xiaoxiao. The consequences are unpredictable. "
Yuwen Lie was extremely angry and laughed back: "The two of you who are compassionate and compassionate should ascend to bliss as soon as possible and achieve enlightenment."
Murderous intent suddenly appeared on the faces of the two monks, and the one who originally spoke said in a ferocious voice: "Donor, do you want my senior brother to take action?"
Suddenly, a voice full of disdain said: "You two Lingyin monks can talk and fight, I really don't know what shame there is in the world!" In the voice, a scholar in Tsing Yi holding a folding fan floated into the field like flying catkins. he! It was Shen Xubai.
When Yu Wenlie first saw Shen Xubai's face, his blood boiled with murderous intent.
Shen Xubai smiled and cupped his hands towards Yuwen Lie and said: "Brother Lie, wait until I send these two on their way before we say goodbye!" Yu Wenlie snorted coldly and before he spoke, Shen Xubai shook his folding fan slightly and turned to Lingyin Double Monk.
The evil light from the two monks in the west were all shot at Shen Xubai, and one of them said angrily: "Almsgiver, please report the origin of my inheritance!"
Shen Xubai said sarcastically: "Is it worthy?"
The monk stepped forward suddenly, and with lightning speed, he grabbed Shen Xubai's chest. This grasp was not only extremely fast, but also cruel, showing that his skill was quite extraordinary.
"Seeking death!" Shen Xubai tilted his body and drew out with a fan. This fan was so weird that it was staggering.
The monk couldn't hold back his hand. Shen Xubai's original posture remained unchanged, but he changed it into a point and pointed at the opponent's Qikan acupuncture point, forcing the monk to take two big steps back. The other monk roared angrily and struck with his palm from the side.
Shen Xubai laughed strangely and swayed like a ghost. Not only did he easily avoid the blow, but he also bullied him behind the original monk. He pointed left and right and struck simultaneously.
Amid the muffled groan, the monk staggered, and Shen Xubai swept away with one leg. He turned around and opened his fan. He met the monk who rushed towards him and lay down with a drink. There was a miserable groan, and the monk fell down as expected.
When the monk in front saw that his companion was dead, his eyes were splitting, and he yelled: "Tell me where you came from, kid?"
Yu Wenlie interjected coldly: "Master of the Palace of Death City!"
Shen Xubaijun's face changed drastically, he looked at Yuwen Lie in shock and said: "Brother Lie, you..."
When the monk heard the word "Dead City Palace Master", he was so frightened that he didn't even care about the corpse of his companion, and shot out of the field.
"Where to go!" Amidst the violent shouts, the miserable screams were heard again. Ten feet away from the monk's body, a man in black appeared and disappeared. It was obvious that the man in black must be a master of Shen Xubai's subordinates. .
Yu Wenlie glared at Shen Xubai angrily and said: "Palace Master, we have a friendly relationship, I will spare you once, you go, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."
After Shen Xubai's complexion changed several times, he said in panic: "Brother Lie, what does this mean?"
"I don't like being teased, and I hate hypocrites!"
"Joking, where do you start talking about this?"
"You understand!"
"My little brother doesn't understand."
"You led your men to spy on me and tracked me thousands of miles away. For what purpose? Two major tasks, not bad, right?"
Shen Xubai's face became extremely ugly, and he said awkwardly: "Brother Lie..."
Yu Wenlie said indifferently: "This yawning can be discarded!"
"Brother Lie, can you give me a chance to explain?"
"You are the Lord of the Palace of Death City, not bad, right?"
Shen Xubai said frankly: "I admit this!"
"You are following me on the orders of the city lord..."
"Brother Lie has misunderstood!"
"Is this a misunderstanding?"
"It's a huge misunderstanding. The relationship between the younger brother and the older brother is pure love. This can only be expressed by God. I didn't dare to reveal my identity to Brother Lie before. This is against the prohibition. Brother Lie should know this. Any gang will They have their own precepts. As for the two major tasks, I don’t know if Brother Lie has heard about it, or..."
"I saw and heard that Secret Number 5 brought you the order to modify the original order, isn't it good?"
Shen Xubai's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "Xiao Di also admits it, but brother lie will not force Xiao Di to violate the law and tell the content of the order, right?"
Yu Wenlie couldn't help but feel suffocated. He thought that Shen Xubai pretended to be a friend and was ordered to follow him. He was just relying on his own speculation and had no basis in facts. It might really be a misunderstanding. But when he thought of his father Bai Shiqi being trapped in the dead city and punishing his heart. It was revealed that his father had died in the city.
In this way, Death City is his enemy. Since the other party is a master with status in Death City, one day they will meet with swords in the future. There is no need to continue this friendship. In his mind, he said decisively: "Regardless of whether there is a misunderstanding or not, it will be clarified in the future; our relationship will not end here, please do it!"
Shen Xubai's face turned cold and he said: "Brother Lie is so heartless. This is something I didn't expect at the beginning."
"Shen Xubai, the next time we meet, we will be enemies of life and death..."
"This...why?"
"You'll understand then!"
"The identity of the younger brother and the friendship between them are two different things."
"Maybe, but this friendship has to end!"
"Brother Lie, please think twice?"
"I've been thinking about it for a long time!"
At this moment, silhouettes of people vaguely appeared in the Western Zhou Dynasty in the valley. The purpose of these figures is obvious.
Yu Wenlie glanced at him, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Since his death, all he has seen is conspiracy, blood, evil, robbery, greed and despicable...
A terrible storm is brewing. The terrifying murderous calamity has been kicked off by the two Lingyin monks. These are just for the key to half of the forbidden palace which is like a waste.
The first person to die due to it was the Demon Lord of the Three Realms, followed by Yandang Wu Wu Chang and Demon Sword Wang Ping, as well as some martial arts people with ominous names. Now, another bloody disaster has come to I Continent.
Shen Xubai lowered his voice and said: "Brother Lie, the current situation is very dangerous."
Yu Wenlie nodded and said, "I had it in mind."
Shen Xubai's eyes flashed with an imperceptible evil force, and he said: "Brother Lie, these people are all here for the key to the Forbidden Palace!"
"Ok, I know! "
"If the thing is really with Brother Lie, I'm afraid..."
Yu Wenlie glared and said, "How is it?" His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and Shen Xubai's heart subconsciously felt cold, and he said very sincerely: "What I mean is that it may not be easy to save!"
"That's my own business."
"Brother, do you have a suggestion?"
"What advice?"
"The younger brother will gather his men and break out of the encirclement unexpectedly?"
"I, Yuwen Lie, don't even bother to escape!"
"But this is not the time to show off your ambition."
"Those who are capable can rob it, but the price they will pay will be unimaginable!"
"Brother Lie, it's hard to beat Western hands with two fists, not to mention there are many masters like the No. 1 Demon in the World. Although Brother Lie disdains being friends with this little brother, Xiao Di still sincerely hopes to do his best for you." He said with good intentions 1 "The figures of the Western Zhou Dynasty appeared from darkness to light one after another, approaching the field. The air suddenly became extremely tense.
Shen Xubaiyi expressed his expression and said: "Brother Lie, I will advance and retreat with you!"
No matter how cold-tempered and prejudiced Yuwen Lie was, he could not help but be moved by these short, powerful and loyal words. His expression softened and he said, "You can't do this!"
"Brother Lie, today's scene is that my younger brother is the first to kill, and the blood of Lingyin's two monks has not yet been dried."
"Thank you very much!"
The figure gradually approached, forming an outer circle five feet away. Yuwen Lie's face was as cold as ice, and murderous intent surged in his heart. Shen Xu waved his white folding fan gently, looking carefree and at ease. There was a dead silence inside and outside the stadium, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. No one wants to be the first to attack, and everyone knows the inevitable consequences of taking action first.
After Yu Wenlie looked around the audience for a week, he spoke sternly: "Dear friends, are you here for me?"
No one answered "
"Needless to say, your goal is the key to the forbidden palace?"
There was a commotion in the crowd, but it calmed down instantly.
Yu Wenlie snorted coldly from his nostrils and said: "Everyone, come on, I can't wait any longer!" Shen Xubai whispered: "Brother Lie, it's too late to break out of the encirclement now." Yu Wenlie said coldly: "I said I didn't mean this!" "
"Between you and me, I'm afraid..."
"You'd better leave now, I don't want to be known as the Dead City!"
"My little brother helps me out of personal friendship."
"No need!"
"Brother Lie's prejudice is too deep..."
"Does the City of Death also intend to get its hands on the key to the Forbidden Palace?"
This sudden question made Shen Xubai confused about the answer. After suffocating for a moment, he forced a smile and said, "There is no such thing!"
"If there is, we can have a fair fight. If you can win one and a half moves, I will offer you to you immediately. But there is one special statement. I hate conspiracy the most."
Shen Xubai's face darkened and he said, "Brother Lie, this is too much!" Yu Wenlie said coldly: "If your city lord gives you an order, will you obey the order, or will you protect your friendship?" "
Shen Xubai was stunned and said: "Xiao Di hopes that the child will disobey his life and not abandon his friendship!"
"Is this a sincere statement?"
"good!"
"Okay, I, Yu Wenlie, believe you."
The man in yellow in the west is coming in more and more people. The scene became tense when the man in yellow from the west entered the scene.
Shen Xubai frowned and said, "I didn't expect that the East China Sea Golden City would also get involved!" As he spoke, the men in yellow clothes came closer, each standing in a position, surrounding Yu Wenlie and Shen Xubai.
Yu Wenlie glanced at the man in yellow in front of him and said, "Who is your master?"
The man in yellow laughed strangely and said: "The envoy from the West under the command of the Lord of the Golden City in the East China Sea."
"Any advice?"
"Hand over the key to the Forbidden Palace if you are wise!"
"What if not?"
"Spare your life in vain!"
"Do you have such confidence?"
"You can say that!"
Yu Wenlie's face flashed with terrifying murderous intent, and he spoke like steel: "Based on these words, your Excellency will definitely die today."
The man in yellow sneered and said, "I don't know how high the sky is!"
"You might as well give it a try."
Suddenly, a voice came from the circle of people: "The Golden City Huawai Gate, the public dares to interfere in the disputes of the Central Plains martial arts world. Is there really no one in the Central Plains?"
The faces of the western men in yellow changed color at the same time, and the leader yelled: "Who is this friend, please come out!"
The original speaker did not show up, and another voice answered: "Do you really want to challenge the Central Plains martial arts?"
The man in yellow said angrily: "What is it?" There was a buzzing sound in Western Zhou Dynasty, obviously angered by the words of the man in yellow.
Shen Xubai pulled Yuwen Lie and said, "Brother Lie, why don't you step back and let them fight first?"
Yu Wenlie knew that someone was deliberately provoking a war between the Central Plains and the East China Sea, but these people came here only for himself. A fight would be like dog eating dog. It would be a good idea to watch the fire from the other side, so he moved a few steps to the side.
The men in yellow clothes in the west were now standing in a row. The scene was full of gunpowder.
The man in yellow at the head said loudly: "My friend has the courage to speak, but why don't he have the courage to show up?" A formidable-looking old man in green robes entered the room in response.
The man in yellow said ferociously: "Is it your Excellency who spoke just now?"
The old man in green robe snorted coldly and said: "No, but I am from the Central Plains and I can't stand your ugly behavior!"
"What do you call your friends?"
"Thunderbolt Palm He Jing!"
"What friend He means is..."
"If you are wise, grab your tail and go back to the Golden City of the East China Sea!"
"Friends will not be ashamed if they have a great education..."
"I'm sending you away!" As he yelled, he slashed out with a palm, the palm carrying thunder, the momentum was staggering. The men in yellow dispersed quickly, as if there were no such people there.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, sand and gravel flew up, and the ground was hit into a three-foot-large pit. The man in yellow came back in a circle, his movements were so mysterious that they were almost ghostly, and he said with disdain, "Friend, you have great palm power!"
When He Jing's thunderbolt strike missed, he felt very unhappy. He roared angrily and struck out with both palms one after another. The man in yellow did not pick up the fight and dodged away leisurely.
Thunderbolt Palm He Jing felt annoyed and embarrassed, roared strangely, jumped forward, and struck out with both palms. The man in yellow no longer gave way this time, but instead hit Thunderbolt Palm He Jing.
A tragic howl started from the Li people. He Jing, the thunderbolt palm, spurted blood from his mouth and fell down. No one could see the tactics used by the man in yellow.
Amidst the angry shouts, three figures jumped into the arena. An old man and two middle-aged swordsmen, without saying a word, each pounced on a man in yellow, six people and three pairs. In an instant, they were indistinguishable. The palm wind is thunderous, the sword energy breaks through the air, and the sound is very terrifying.
The skills of the man in yellow are extremely strange, and they are in no way similar to the martial arts of the Central Plains. With a muffled groan, the two middle-aged swordsmen dropped their swords and jumped out of the field. The figure only bounced up to about ten feet, and everyone groaned miserably, then fell to the ground with his head hanging down, immediately expiring. This scene shocked everyone who saw it.
Shen Xubai ducked in front of the two corpses, inspected them briefly, and shouted angrily: "Rat, how dare you poison them!" As soon as these words were spoken, public outrage was aroused. Dozens of figures entered the scene.
At the same time, the old man who entered the scene with two middle-aged swordsmen staggered out of the circle with blood splattering from his mouth.
Yuwen Lie's murderous intent was so fierce that he used poison to hurt people. This method was too despicable.
A fierce fight has begun in the field, and the man in Western yellow clothes is like a wandering dragon in the west, shuttling back and forth among the crowd. Loud shouts: Howls! The sound of clashing energy: coupled with the sword light and blood shadow, intertwined into a terrifying and crazy movement.
Yu Wenlie moved his steps and was waiting for...
Suddenly, a deafening shout came, "Stop the corpses!" This loud shout was like scorching thunder on a dry land. Everyone in the field stopped unexpectedly. In just this moment, there were nine more corpses in the field. , The man in yellow in the west has no murderous intent on his face, but there is a respectful attitude in his expression. An old man in yellow slowly enters the scene. It is obvious that the person coming is a subordinate of Donghai Golden City.
Public anger remained, and although the fighting had ceased inside the stadium, there was still noisy outside. The old man in yellow walked to the center of the field and stood still. His eyes were like lightning, and he quickly scanned the people in the field. The people in yellow clothes all bowed to the old man in yellow clothes.
The old man in yellow said with a voice as loud as thunder: "Since the establishment of the East China Sea Golden City, no one has ever used poison." All the experts present were shocked, and after the sound was choked, it started buzzing again.
In the field, an old man with a triangular face covered in blood said sternly: "Who do you think you are?"
The old man in yellow glanced at Ding and said, "I'm Shen Wuji, the manager of Golden City."
"Can you prove that the Wuji Double Swords were not poisoned by your fellow disciples?"
"No need to prove, this sect has never used poison, and we are not familiar with administering poison!"
"Just based on your words?"
"I guarantee this with the reputation of our sect."
"How did the Wuji swords cause death?"
"The facts are very obvious. Someone is conspiring to stir up hatred between the Central Plains Wulin and our sect!"
"Your Excellency, do you think so?"
"The murderer who poisoned the place is here." The whole place suddenly fell silent, and all eyes turned to the less than ten people in the center of the place.
Yu Wen Lie felt shocked. Looking back on the scene at that time, his eyes glanced at Shen Xubai unexpectedly.
Shen Xubai had a sinister smile on his face and no other expression.
The old man in yellow suddenly faced Shen Xubai and said sternly: "Did my friend die after discovering that the Wuji swords were poisoned?"
"good!"
"Friends, do you think it was poisoning?"
"Is not it?"
"What do you call your friends?"
"Sinking Xubai!"
"Which sect?"
"There seems to be no need to tell you this."
"Friend Shen is so cruel and cruel!"
Shen Xubai's face darkened and he said sternly: "What do you mean?
The old man in yellow, Shen Wuji, sneered and said, "You can explain it to your fellow Central Plains comrades yourself!"
"Explain what?"
"How my friend poisoned me!"
Shen Xubai's face changed suddenly, his eyes flashed with evil, and he said in a sinister voice: "Your Excellency, you think you can get away with these few words made out of nothing..."
"shut up!"
"Why, are you feeling guilty?"
"Friend, let me lend you your folding fan to take a look!"
Shen Xubai took a step back suddenly and said sternly: "The folding fan is my weapon. Giving up my hand is no different from giving up my life."
Shen Wuji laughed wildly and said, "Shen Xubai, I've agreed to borrow it!"
"Then you are looking for a dead body." You are not worthy of taking my life. "All the eyes of the audience were directed at Shen Xubai, with obvious anger amid suspicion.
Yuwen Lie said coldly: "If you are innocent, what's the harm in letting him have a look?"
Shen Xubai gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Lie, this is an insult. I will never accept it, little brother!"
"Give the folding fan to the other party for inspection. If they are lying, I will be responsible for taking off the heads of five friends!"
There was an uproar in the whole place.
The muscles on Shen Xubai's face twitched and he said sternly: "It can't be done!"
Shen Wuji answered in a deep voice: "Friend Shen, in order to clarify the facts, I want to use the sound of Cantonese to make a move like lightning, and grab Shen Xubai's fan-holding wrist. The force of this grab is not only faster than the lightning Stone fire, and extremely strange.
Shen Xubai made a swipe with the folding fan in his hand, and quickly cut out with his left palm, using one move and two moves to respond to the attack, which was extremely fierce. The old man in yellow, Shen Wuji, turned around and retracted and extended his hands.
Shen Xubai was unable to avoid being grabbed by the opponent's right pulse gate.
Yuwen Lie stood up and said coldly: "Do you think this friend Shen put the poison?"
The old man in yellow said flatly: "Not bad!"
"The problem is with this folding fan?"
"This is my judgment!"
"What if your judgment is wrong?"
"Betting with your head."
"Okay, I'm the witness, you can check it now!"
"Slow down!"
An old man with white hair arrived at the scene at some point, and it was he who spoke.
Yu Wenlie doesn’t. A thought occurred in his heart, and he realized that this old man was Qi Song, the man who killed Monk Zhenru and the Werewolf with a Snake Heart by invisible means. He called his wife Jiang Yaofeng an old slave. Could it be that Qi Song was also a subordinate of Death City?
The old man in yellow, Shen Wuji, said coldly: "How do you call your friends?"
"I'm Qi Song!"
"Any advice?"
""Your Excellency is going too far. "
"How are you preparing, friends and relatives?"
"Let him go!"
"This can't be done."
"I'm going to be offended!"
The old man in yellow took three steps back suddenly, and the folding fan was already in his hand.
Shen Xubai's face turned pale and he staggered.
"Take the move!"
Qi Song's figure flashed back.
The old man in yellow said with horror: "Invisible finger?"
Yu Wenlie's eyes were focused on the white-haired old man's face, and he said sternly: "Your Excellency, please step aside for now and let our friends in the East China Sea clarify the facts.
Qi Song's old face changed and he said: "Young hero Yu Wenlie, I hope you won't do anything wrong!"
"So what if something goes wrong?"
"I'm afraid I'm going to be offended!"
"It's decided, take action!"
Shen Xubai called excitedly: "Brother Lie!"
Yu Wenlie glanced back at him and said nothing.
Qi Song seemed to be hesitant, and after raising his eyebrows, he said: "Young hero, do you know your current situation?"
"Know!"
"It's not good for you to have trouble with me!"
"If I don't change my word, my friends in Donghai will bet their heads on it!"
"You force me to take action?"
"Too much talk is useless!"
Qi Song's face sank, and he struck Yu Wenlie in the chest with his palm.
"Bang!" A powerful palm struck Yu Wenlie's chest, and he only swayed slightly.
This move immediately shocked the entire audience, and Qi Song couldn't help but be dumbfounded. He was confident that no one in today's martial arts world would dare to take his blow. However, in fact, Yu Wenlie not only took the blow, but also suffered no damage.
Yu Wenlie's confidence greatly increased. He confirmed that the Nine Ninja Magic Techniques taught by the old man Wan Hui Valley Monster were indeed mysterious. At the same time, because the old man poured all his life-long skills into his body, the Shura Magic Techniques he originally practiced were transformed by his skills. It suddenly increased and reached the highest level. In his mind, he said coldly: "Qi Song, I don't want to kill you. You should know why. Get back!"
Beside him, Shen Xubai's forehead was already dripping with sweat.
At this moment, a gust of wind passed by, and a girl in yellow clothes who was as beautiful as a fairy appeared in the field. Not only was this girl extremely beautiful, but she also seemed to have a special temperament that made people feel secretly excited at first sight. A sense of peace.
"Give him back the fan!" The sound was like an oriole coming out of the valley, extremely pleasant to the ears. Huang recognized the old man Shen Wuji and threw the fan back to Shen Xubai without hesitation.
Yu Wenlie secretly thought: He is from Golden City again.
The beautiful eyes of the girl in yellow shone softly on Yu Wenlie's face and said, "Is he your friend?"
"good!"
"He put the poison for the purpose of causing murder. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."
Although the voice was soft and pleasant, the tone was decisive and there was no room for discussion.
Yu Wenlie turned around and said, "Is this girl right?"
